Chastity is just an ordinary girl. Living an ordinary life.
Until one day. It was only supposed to be a job interview. But it turned into so much more.
She met him. Mr Cesar. And everything changed.
But who is he really? Why does he disappear at ni...
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I sob into soggy tissue, sitting on the curb at the back of the diner where I normally work. I don't have a shift today. Thank God. After the horrible interview I can't deal with Sleazy MacSleazy Jimbo, the man bimbo! Not today. He is the diner owner, and hits on anything with a face and boobs, and I cop it more because of my stupid size E boobs I did not ask God for. Why couldn't I be more like my best friend Felicity? A size C and happy.
I munch on my cold fries and text Felicity again. "Babe? Where the hell are you? I need you!"
"Coming babe!" She messages me back and the back door swings open immediately with her yelling out, "I'm on my break, Jimbo!"
As soon as she sees me sitting on the ground she rushes over. "Eww, babe! Sit on a cardboard at least!" She pulls a flatten cardboard out of the recycling and shimmies over to me. "So, did you get the job or what?"
I sniffle and suddenly burst into tears. "I fell on this stupid pond that was in that building just before my interview and looked like a freaking wet cat when the boss came to get me!"
I grabbed a handful of salty chips and shoved it into my mouth. I don't care about carbs right now. I couldn't even care if it stored as fat in my already fat boobs! "I mean, he looked me up and down and I could tell, if was a no straight away. I mean, who puts a pond in an office building? With a crocodile it it, babes? I mean, that's just nuts!"
Felicity pulled me into a hug, one I really needed. "You'll find a better job soon, I promise. You want me to talk to my cousin Mario at the garage? He already offered to pay you more that Bimbo Jimbo!"
I shake my head. "I can't go back to our home town, Filly! I mean, I can me here with a dream! No one goes back home to a shabby town after Hollywood. What will they say?"
I ball my eyes out again, and Felicity holds me like a child. "I don't even have enough money to pay board if I don't find a better job."
"You can always move in with me, babe!" She says, and behind her Bimbo Jimbo turns up out of the back door.
"Breaks over, Filly! Oh, hi, Chas-tity!" He glances at me with a hooded gaze and drool almost slipping out of his slippery lips. His eyes drop to my sweater, where the neckline dropped from the wetness. "How you doing? You look like you need a hug." He makes a move to come my way and Filly, God love Filly, gets up right in his sleazy way and pushes me up and towards my car. "Now go home and eat some ice cream. I'll see you after my shift and we can chat probably!"
She blows me a kiss and turns on her heels, her gorgeous butt shimmying away. "Eyes on the dinner, Jimbo!" She falls him out and waits, with the door held open till Jimbo walks in, one final dirty glance at me as I slip into my car.
Did I say I love Felicity? She is the bestest friend I have, and right now, I need a friend. Especially tonight when I know I might be getting a form rejection letter from Mr Cesar and company.
Why did I have to fall into a pool head first? I'm such a clutch! It was my last interview and hope this week. I've had it up to here with Jimbo!
